Catherine told him to turn around and face away from her and he did. Then she reached in the box and pulled out the cheap fuzzy handcuffs."Put your ha...ds behind your back," she commanded, and he did. She promptly put the cuffs on and he gasped as she did. "Don't worry, they're just plastic and you could break them if you wanted to, but don't you dare. Now turn back around."Eric turned around and faced Catherine who had pulled her sports top off just as he began to turn. He now came face to face. ‘I love your eyes,’ I told him. ‘I love their color, their brightness, and the way they flash when you’re angry.’ Shug kissed my lips again, softly and quickly. ‘Let’s talk,’ he said. ‘Okay,’ I assented. ‘I am very much attracted to you,’ Shug started out. I smiled. ‘I find you warm, exciting, intoxicating,’ he continued. I started to feel self-conscious. ‘I hate it when you demean yourself.’ His voice was soft, but intense. ‘I’m afraid,’ I admitted. ‘Of me?’ Shug asked, not in disbelief, but. ..no. Don't tell me." I pulled up my panties again and pulled on my tightest pair of slacks, the tan ones, and a white sweater and some flats. My shorter hair was simple to brush out and with a modest amount of foundation and lipstick I went down to the den to wait for Michael to show up. Almost as soon as he arrived he said, "There will be a party at out Embassy Saturday next Catherine, and I would like you to attend it with me as my guest." I had assumed he would ask me out, but not. With the body of a model and legs that no sculptor could match I was quite frequently hard twenty-four hours a day and she loved knowing it. On this particular day it was worse for some reason and I could not figure out why. Over the next few hours it just grew to be unbearable and having lost track of time I decided to relieve myself. This turned out to be a bad idea of course, and not that long after dropping my shorts Sarah walked in the door to see me sitting on the couch hand on dick and.